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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

I have to get on the scale again?

I realized yesterday, that Monday marked my two year blog anniversary......that's a lot of blabbing about myself.......and there's no end in sight : )

It's Weigh In Wednesday, Week Five. I found out that my scale seems fairly accurate. I went to the doctor last week, and I planned on weighing myself on the same scale I use every time I go there, which is in a bathroom. Of course when I got there, the room was occupied, so a nurse weighed me in the room where they take your blood pressure. I took my shoes off, because I knew the number was going to be higher since I had my clothes on, and I had eaten lunch. After I saw the doc and I was walking out, I saw that the bathroom was open, so I booked in there, shut the door, and whipped off my clothes and shoes, and weighed myself, I was a full 3.2 pounds lighter than what the nurse's scale said. And it was one pound higher than my scale at home.

Which brings me to this morning. I was bad on Saturday, for the second weekend in a row we had to deal with an incident, that I won't go into, but it was annoying. So for dinner Mike and I shared a spinach, onion, mushroom and cheese calzone, with beer for him and wine for me. Weekends are especially tough for me, because we're usually running around, and half the time I'm starving, or I eat all day long. I gave up chocolate for Lent, so Mike brought home a coconut cake, because he knows I like my sugar fix. I haven't touched it, but it's things like that which make losing weight hard. I did run 8 miles on Saturday, but that didn't seem to help.

I'm much better with my eating during the week, because I don't mind eating leftovers, or whatever I can find in the freezer or cabinets. Monday I found a can of black beans, some whole wheat wraps, steamed broccoli, and cheddar cheese, so I made some brown rice, and threw it all together with salsa. It was so good, and it filled me up. I could eat it again right now. yum.

Mike and I had a discussion about my training, now that I have my race schedule for the year set. Mike vented a bit about our busy weekends, with the kids activities, and my running, and just life in general. I felt bad, he works really hard all week, and he needs some time to do the things he wants to on the weekends. He was so good about my training last summer. So we worked out a plan, I'm going to be doing my long runs on Friday's when possible, while the kids are at summer camp, and in the fall when they'll be at school. It's hard because he's supportive about my running, but I know it gets annoying for him at times. He needs to get time to himself, I think he played golf once all last summer, and he needs to get out there much more this year.

Anyway, my scale said I gained a pound. Which is better than two.

I have an interesting factoid for this week, that I read on Jesse's blog, Run to the Border:

That for every pound of weight you lose, you save 2 seconds per mile.

Ten pounds equals 20 seconds per mile, which grows to a minute-plus in a 5K, more than two minutes in a 10K, nearly 4-1/2 minutes in a half-marathon and almost nine minutes in a marathon.

20 comments:

I am down 1.4, I am really surprised since Saturday I fell off the wagon the whole entire day and took Sunday as an unscheduled rest day because I was so whooped.

Another interesting fact, this is for cyclist, for every 10 extra pounds, you need to use 10 extra watts to maintain the same speed, for example if 2 riders are going 20mph, a 200 pound rider needs to use 30 more watts of energy to go the same pace as a 170 rider.

Thanks for that factoid. I've seen it before but forgot the actual pounds/time numbers.Yes balancing the workout commitment with family is tough. I hope you're able to reach a deal that works for all of you.

I wish my husband understood why I run. It is very hard when I plan a long run and something breaks down and I have to go get a piece for him. But I feel the same way you do, he is a hard worker trying to provide for his family. I should be more flexible. Sometimes I get so wrapped in what I need that I forget about anyone else. Love the factoid. Those pounds are coming off so I can run faster. Hang in their you will get that one pound off.

I'm glad your husband was able to vent about how busy life gets. It's so important that both spouses feel like thier needs are being met. Your a good wifey-poo! My hubby and I don't have kids yet so we can fit everything in, but it's something I've been thinking about lately.

I know what you mean about life and business. My H stays home with Gabby, and I can't imagine how frustrated I would be staying home while he went to work, then running, all the time. I feel awful, and he never, ever complains. It's great to have supportive H's :D

I hate the doctor scales. I wish they would let you go to a private room and weigh in naked and then the scale would tell them the weight. I wear my lightest clothes to the office and it still doesn't help! :(

Weekends ARE hard, and when you have "incidents" you are bound to stress eat. You are realizing that though!